When the Sun Moon Empire attacked the Star Luo Empire, it encountered exceptionally fierce resistance.
Now that two of the Douluo Three Kingdoms had fallen, only the Star Luo Empire remained. If the Sun Moon Empire destroyed the Star Luo Empire as well, then Douluo Continent would truly have to be renamed Sun Moon Continent.
This was unacceptable to many Soul Masters born and raised on Douluo Continent.
Thus, the surviving powerhouses from the fallen Heaven Dou Empire and Dou Ling Empire had voluntarily gathered in the Star Luo Empire to resist the Sun Moon Empire's final advance together.
The name Douluo could not be lost.
On the plains.
The torrent of steel and flesh-and-blood mortals stood on opposite sides of the battlefield.
The neatly arrayed Soul Engineer legions all wore standardized, fully equipped Soul Tools. The goggles protecting their eyes reflected a cold gleam.
The Soul Master legion stood in looser formations, yet formed an impenetrable defense without realizing it. Their once-pristine robes were stained with blood and gunpowder smoke. They merely stood there, but the iron-blooded, murderous aura around them was enough to make one shudder.
Xu Tianran and Xu Jiawei stared at each other across the distance. One carried the grand ambition of swallowing the world and unifying the continent; the other, the resolve to defend his homeland and hold his territory.
There was no need for any speech to inspire the troops, because everyone on this battlefield understood what this war meant.
The Sun Moon Empire's army represented unification.
The Star Luo Empire's army represented protection.
To both armies, this war was a Holy War. For this battle, they had already cast life and death aside. No words were needed to rouse them further. They would fight to the very end and shed their last drop